And all the stories had, somewhere, the witch. The wicked old witch. And Tiffany had thought: Where's the evidence?

I have to write because if I don't get something down then after a while I feel it's going to bang the side of my head off.

The harder I work, the luckier I become.

I would like to die peacefully with Thomas Tallis on my iPod before the disease takes me over and I hope that will not be for quite some time to come, because if I knew that I could die at any time I wanted, then suddenly every day would be as precious as a million pounds, if I knew that I could die, I would live. My life, my death, my choice.

Never trust a species that grins all the time. It’s up to something.

A true beanie should have a propellor on the top.

Everywhere I look, I see something holy.